| Drippin' in diamonds, covered in gold
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| I flooded my AP, I’m outta control
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| I’m still in the gutter, dippin' them Os
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| Workin' them euros, I’m out of control
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| When you’re gettin' dinero, more things are possible
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| Anything possible, anything possible
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| When you hustle like I do, all things are possible
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| Anything possible, anything possible
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| I come from the ghetto, I just wanna be rich
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| Now the money is comin', ain’t that a bitch
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| My crib like perfection, baby show me them tits
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| If money could talk, these niggas ain’t sayin' shit
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| Ain’t afraid of the Popo, pussy nigga I’m lit
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| I take care of my family, you spend cake on a bitch
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| You gon' get her the Louis bag, I’m a give her this dick
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| She gon' come back for more, call that money well spent
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| I started from zero, took that to a hunda
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| Brought that to a thou wow
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| Now play with them stacks now
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| Catch me in traffic, but that could be tragic
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| Got a couple new shooters, get you laid in a casket
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| You’re my type for sure, I’m tryna see what shorty 'bout
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| Thugged out, pants sag with a.40 cal
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| I was in Vogue, they wrote me an article
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| I want that cover, anything’s possible
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| How is it possible you on my dick
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| I don’t even got one, man this shit is sick
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| My grandma confused me like fuck as a kid
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| I had no idea she was more like a pimp
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| Bitch I get money, my niggas not starvin', my niggas not stavtin'
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| My niggas not starvin', I’m drinkin' my Hennessy listenin' to Marvin
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| Overcomin' the obstacles, these niggas popsicles
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| Ridin' dick like a prostitute, for that cake I’m in high pursuit
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| Word to my mommy, I stay with that Lami
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| Dare you to play, I’m not with the flexin', I’m down for that homi'
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| I got a lady, she got a lady
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| But if you fuck my lady, then you gotta pay me
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| These bitches, they love the kid, and you know that
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| Don’t play them games I used to, I’m like a throwback
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| You treat the special, Bobby Womak
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| Me? |
| Fuck no, can’t picture that with a Kodak
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| On the run like Jay Z, I got me a Beyoncé
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| Just to sit with me courtside, watch the Knicks at the Barclays |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Possible , by - Mike WiLL Made It. Song from the album Ransom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп